Today I had one of the best Dates ever, in my life so far…

It is soon three months since our honeymoon started. I’ve taken time, about once a month, to spend a day, a whole week or just one afternoon, together with My Beloved. One Saturday it was adventures in the woods, enjoying swimming naked in the river and walking bare feet on the shores. Another time we went dancing for a whole week – just the two of us, surrounded by others, joining in, in the same tunes – what a pleasure trip – yes indeed :)

Today we went down-town, sitting in a Café reading, enjoying pasta and a glass of good red wine. Viewing the rainy streets and sipping a hot White Chocolate Piece of Art Latte. Then we walked, side by side, down to the Extravagantly Beautiful Concert hall, to listen to, be engulfed in, an overflowing Outpouring of stings, rhythms and brass. The intensity and magnitude of this glorification, devotion and praise touched me deeply.

Throughout centuries, for the passing millenniums, human kind has been co-creating wondrous small pieces of Beauty… I  believe, All of us, knowingly or unaware, are giving of ourselves as an act of worship. This afternoon, I got to share hundreds of these pieces, displayed all around us, with my beloved. Experiencing (a small part) the deep Gratitude with which HE receives these Gifts of ours, carried forth, to Him, for Him, in Him and through Him. 

What kind of Love is it, that bears fruit, in such Multitude? What kind of Lover do I have, who can simultaneously share these things with me, genuinely Delight in Me, while at the same time BEING the source for all creation?

My Dearest friend sent me this poem the other day:

Only                                                                                                                                            that illumined                                                                                                                            ONE

who keeps                                                                                                                          Seducing the formless into form

 Had the Charm, to win my Heart

 

Only a perfect                                                                                                                            ONE

who is always                                                                                                                     Laughing at the word                                                                                                                Two

Can make you know                                                                                                                      of                                                                                                                                             LOVE

 

Why would I ever settle for Less?

We have been told that Love is a feeling.

We are surrounded with a culture that tells us that finding the Love of your Life, will grant us “So they lived happily ever after”. And if we are not feeling and experiencing that thrill and passion, right now (or ever did) then we just haven’t found, our “other half”…

We are told that Love is blind.

We are infused with stories of people that met, fell passionately in love, only to wake up, some time later, to notice that the wo/Man they once thought was there, no longer is. Either literally, s/He left, or what we are looking at, just does not resemble what we used to have.

We have been sung to, by the Oracles of Old that:

“Pleasure of love is for a moment,                                                                                                                  pain of Love are for a lifetime”

Expressing the sadness in believing that love is never eternal and ultimately comes down to a struggle of power, sex and injustice, where the ones that win, are the one’s with the best looks, most money, highest intelligence and strong enough to keep the “flame” alive, just a little bit longer then the rest…

 

Into all these pictures and fears, lust and tears, unto the worldview of Hollywood,

my Beloved steps in with the Words of the Prophets (Jer. 31):

I have Loved you with an everlasting love; therefore I have continued my faithfulness to you.

Again I will build you, and you shall be built…                                                                             Again you shall take your tambourines, and go forth in the dance of the merrymakers.

Then shall the young women rejoice in the dance,                                                                    and the young men and the old shall be merry.                                                                            I will turn their mourning into joy,                                                                                                 I will comfort them, and give them gladness for sorrow…

 

The Love of my Beloved is

NOT the love of two incomplete halves that find each other and become whole again.

It is the LOVE of the Perfect one seeking and healing the one who is broken, lifting me up, time after time, when I’m bleeding and angry, screaming and kicking, twisting and turning, in my own sickness, in my own incompleteness, far from “worthy” of anyones attention.

It is the LOVE that asks for Nothing, but is Constantly Pouring over me, Gifts of Grace; the air that I bread, the fruits of the table, the clothes that cover my body, the softness of the bed, the strength of the walls that surround me and floor that carries me, the jewels that shine from inside, heart that pulses for life and the captivating beauty that nourishes my soul.

 

NOT the love of illusions or found only in the stories of passing times.

It is the LOVE of an acting presence. Mutually reaching out and co-creating the next moment of Giving, leaving behind only more Beauty, Wholeness and Joy. 

It is the LOVE that sees things unseen, hears things unheard of and tastes sweets untouched. Reflecting Truth. Displaying the Hope of the Future.

 

NOT the love that ends when the feeling has passed or something better comes along.

It is the LOVE that continues to be there, when I fall, when I break, when I mistreat myself and others, when I turn away and think I can do so much better on my own, in my head of fiction or life of hurtful action.

It is the LOVE of an eye that constantly looks for the hidden Beauty, waiting and ready for the turning tide, the revealing of more then we could ever imagine and completion of dreams un-though of.

It is the LOVE that seeks me out when I am hiding, asking me to share, opens my heart, caring to know, wanting to involve without any reason, except the pure Delight in my being.

It is the LOVE that engulf me in passion, for His decision is worthy of Trust, His will lasts Forever and His commitment sees no obstacles.

He shows me that Loving is a Choice and choosing is his Act,                                                 over and over and over and over                                                                                                 Again.

 

Why would I ever settle for Less?